"A stubborn young woman never imagined she would end up married to a mafia boss." Amaya lives with the constant suspicion that the bubble of her reality will burst. Being the illegitimate daughter of an oyabun, the leader of one of the Yakuza clans, her life was a path to anonymity. Raised outside of mafia traditions by her American mother, who was a beautiful woman, she was not welcomed within the mafia's ranks. However, she was always warned that when her father needed her, she must present herself. Her life takes a one-hundred-eighty-degree turn when she's kidnapped from university and brought before her family. At a dinner where she is not only exposed to the top echelons of the clan but also showcased in front of other mafiosos, she captures the attention of one of them, someone who steals the future she had envisioned for herself. Alessio is the capo of the Camorra and a beast in his own right, making his word law. After his parents' murder and the fire that scarred part of his face, he needs to form the right alliances to strengthen himself with everything necessary to go to war against the Russians who seek to seize his territory. In pursuit of this, he strikes a deal with the Yakuza, one that results in him being married to one of the oyabun's daughters-a man who aims to deceive him. After extracting what he needs from Alessio, the oyabun plans to teach him a lesson by using his own daughter. Neither of them was prepared for what lay ahead.
I was in love with her.
There was no doubt left when I realized that, regardless of anything else, all I wanted was for her to stay with me so that we could work out the problems, the differences that arose from my ambition and blindness. I saw her pacing nervously, running her fingers through her beautiful dark, long, silky hair with an anxiety that was not only harming her but also damaging me. She was showing me that she was suffering from the many possibilities that were opening up in that moment for both of us.
I didn't want her pristine, perfect face to be tainted by doubts.
So, I approached her and took her by the shoulders, causing her beautiful brown slanted eyes to look at me with fear, pain, and a lot of resentment. That mix was destroying me from the inside in a way I hadn't anticipated. She was supposed to be just a pawn in this war, a tool that would give me what I needed to carry out my plans, not someone who would steal my heart, my senses, and my mind.
"We'll be alright, no matter what happens, Amaya," I told her, and her thin lips trembled in response.
"I don't believe you, Alessio... I don't believe you anymore."
That hurt me, especially when she wriggled out of my grasp and continued walking, as if I weren't there.
"I promise you, my dear... I will make everything work out." I insisted, and she looked at me with anger.
"No... You just used me, I was just one more transaction for your revenge, and now, if I'm pregnant, it's your fault, because of what you did... I have to go through this pregnancy in the midst of chaos, in the midst of stress, in the midst of constant fear that once it's known, my baby will be a target," she burst out, tears streaming from her eyes. "Nothing is right, I didn't want to bring a child into the world in these conditions, I didn't want to have a child with you, I didn't want..."
She collapsed on the floor to cry, and I could do nothing but go against her wishes and embrace her, giving her the warmth, she deserved, the shelter she needed these days.
"I will protect you, I will protect them," I emphasized fervently.
"I hate you," she replied, but she didn't pull away from my arms. "I hate you so much... This is your fault."
"I know, I know."
"I didn't want to get married; I didn't want this life; I didn't want to be used like cattle... I wanted to be happy, I just wanted a normal life and not be afraid that my children would never be safe..."
Listening to her deepest fears broke my heart.
She wasn't cut out for this life, I knew it from the moment I saw her in the library, but I couldn't cast her aside. I held onto the sole purpose of hurting Hiroshi Yagami, I only wanted to mess with that precious thing he was hiding. I had no idea that I would end up loving his daughter madly, and that was my greatest downfall. The girl wanted to live happily, she had dreams, real goals to achieve, a promising future that was taken away from her in an impulsive act, and she had no choice but to adapt to me.
"I'm sorry for all of this, my dear... I'm sorry."
It was hard to say because my mind was trained not to apologize to anyone.
"You lied to me, you used me, you made me believe in your love and got me pregnant even though I didn't want to, even though you decided to start a war..." She pulled away from me, her eyes red. "Why did you do all of this to me, Alessio? Tell me why..."
I looked at her for a long moment.
"Because I wanted power, because I wanted you with me, and because from the moment I saw you, I knew you would be mine, Amaya, only mine... And I'm a selfish bastard who gets what he wants," I admitted, causing her to furrow her brow and clench her fists tightly in my shirt. "But all that doesn't change the fact that I love you, and I would freeze hell for you, for our child, for everything we need together. You have to come back to me, you have to."
"No... You're lying, you don't love me. If you loved me, you wouldn't have come after me, you would have let me go..."
"I came because Gemma couldn't hide from me what was happening to you, because she saw me torn apart by loving you, and that's not up for debate, Amaya... You're still my wife and you will be until the end of my days, until death do us part," I warned her, and she shook her head.
"I don't want to live in this life, I can't, I..."
She was breaking in a way that I despised.
"You can do it, I know you can, you've shown me more than once. You just have to be strong, especially if you have our child in your womb... So, if you want to cry, fight, argue, or berate me, this is your moment, but when we step outside, you're Mrs. Milano, you're the wife of a capo."
Unexpectedly, she slapped me across the face, and I brought my hand to my cheek. Looking at her, I enjoyed the veiled anger, the burning on her cheeks. That's what I wanted to see in her, that's what I needed to bring out so that she wouldn't end up in shattered pieces. Nevertheless, I had a difficult task ahead, one that would be challenging to achieve, one that would be difficult to carry out as I tried to earn her forgiveness.
With a smile, I captured her in my arms before placing my right hand on the back of her neck and sealing our lips in a kiss that shook our bodies, a kiss that accelerated our souls, a kiss that brought out everything we had stored inside us. Amaya didn't pull away; she followed the kiss with hunger, as if she were starved for love, hungry for desire, hungry for longing.
We kissed with everything we had until neither of us could breathe anymore.
"You're mine, and it's time for you to understand," I said before standing up.
I led her to the bed and entered the bathroom to look at the tests her brother had bought her. There were six tests from different brands, and each and every one of them confirmed that she was expecting my child, the future of the Camorra, the result of our love.
I emerged with the brightest smile and answered the unspoken question her mouth couldn't form.
"We're going to be parents, and today I'm the happiest man alive."
For the first time throughout our encounter, she gave me the biggest smile in the world before the sound I least expected to hear enveloped us completely.
A gunshot stunned us; I had just been shot.
Enya is a mob princess enjoying her last moments of freedom before her father, the Irish mob boss, marries her off in a marriage of convenience that is beneficial to the organization. What she doesn't expect is that an attempt on her family's life will jeopardize everything and that she will be seen as a target they must protect. So, her father, who has been paralyzed in the legs, tells her to marry his ward, Declan, the boy he picked up off the streets and became the most lethal enforcer of them all. Enya resents it because it was Declan who broke her heart in the past and now, together with him, she must face the weight of the mafia, thus discovering the greatest betrayal.
"It was just part of his revenge!" ROSE is happy because she goes to Italy to meet her paternal grandfather, having no idea that he is a pawn in a power game between mafias that she does not know and for which she ends up being kidnapped and sold to the highest bidder. MATTEO is the most lethal capo of the Camorra and wields it with an iron fist, so when he has the opportunity to take revenge on his enemies, he does not hesitate to buy the newly discovered heiress of La Cosa Nostra to make her his submissive and thus avenge the death of his family. What will happen when he takes her to his domain? What will happen when she discovers the whole truth? What will happen when she becomes his favorite prey? The only thing that is certain is that neither expects to be subjugated by the other. Advance: I bent down a little to look at her closely, and she, with a certain boldness in her voice, asked: "Who are you?" I smiled because, despite being cornered like a frightened fawn, she was not completely intimidated, so I licked my lips with delight. "I am your owner, and from today on you are at my mercy.” Her expression of denial and the look of hatred she gave me was enough for me to know that I would enjoy breaking her to mold her to my whim.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Rena, forced to flee to escape a marriage to a man as old as her father, made a spontaneous decision to marry Kellan, a stranger whose skills in homemaking were only matched by his financial acumen and his gentle demeanor. As their marriage unfolded, it took on a comforting predictability, with Kellan consistently showing himself to be reliable in every emergency. This sense of security crumbled when Rena uncovered Kellan’s true identity and the hidden motives behind their union. Enraged, she initiated a divorce and disappeared. Yet, it was not long before Kellan found her once again...
This book contains hot mature scenes and languages. Read at your own risk! "Ahhh...". She threw her head back and gasped at the sudden vibrating sensation from her underwear. "What..what..what was that?" "A little toy and a bigger one playing with each other". Antonio replied and pressed the button again. Angela arched her back at the sweet torment,her fingers digging into the sheets tightly. "Stop..stop..please,this is bad,my head is spinning..i ...can't..take...it". Her mouth moved convulsively. "The setting is still low, you are already so twitchy,your body is just so ready". He replied dry, watching her face closely. "Please....". "Those faces you make...you better stop or I will get hard enough to not hold back". He replied and increased the speed. "Haaa...ahhhh..wait...stop ...please". Angela cried, her eyes bulging,as she fought with herself..her thighs vibrating too. "Seeing you cry to it is actually more interesting,I should use it often on you..,this is pretty fun". He pressed the next button. "Stop please...it keeps grinding on my..clit. so hard.I..think something's coming out...my body...ahhh..I am gonna pee..stop". "If you do that...well you will explain to the doctor and nurses, how you wetted the sheets, you can do better,just hold it in". He smirked. She rubbed her thighs together and bit hard on her lower lip,trying to hold back. "Let's take it to the next level,shall we?" She opened her eyes widely,her tongue out salivating. "No..no..please..no..more...." Suddenly she felt herself shaking convulsively. I am at my limits..this is bad..I can't let this pee out...but it's extremely hard,she thought and burst into tears. "Freckles,I will advise you to save the tears we are just warming up". He breaks into her thoughts. "I.. can't..I can't...ahh nghh!" Her eyes rolled back... Anthonio watched her intently, a cigar clamped in his teeth,a hand in his pocket and the other with the remote. He could feel himself hardened. She had that insane effect on him. "Fuck! I am hard". He cursed under his breath. Suddenly the door opened. "Grandma?" Angela gasped, tears clouded her eyes as she tried to keep her face straight and voice steady. *****ADULT CONTENT HERE* read at your own risk! "No matter the time or place,you will spread your legs for me when I say so,that's my condition,can you do that?" Angela met his eyes and swallowed convulsively. "Yes". Her voice trembled. Angela, a 24 yrs old and breadwinner of her poor class family was left with no other choice other than to say yes to Mr Antonio inorder to save her nieces. Antonio Montero of the famous Montero family! The incredibly handsome, famous idol and young billionaire also known as the sexiest man of his generation. A toxic playboy with many sex scandals. Nevertheless, Angela wasn't a fan of his looks or movie roles as most girls including her very own sister, not even in the least in love with him nor he with her. He got a death wish to grant and she, emotionally blackmailed. Most girls would die to find themselves in this situation but not Angela... One year Angela will have her simple life back. But what will she do if it becomes a life time imprisonment? There are far many secrets about the Monteros that got her entrapped.
“Drive this woman out!” "Throw this woman into the sea!” When he doesn’t know Debbie Nelson’s true identity, Carlos Hilton cold-shoulders her. “Mr. Hilton, she is your wife,” Carlos’ secretary reminded him. Hearing that, Carlos gives him a cold stare and complained, “why didn’t you tell me earlier?” From then on, Carlos spoils her rotten. Little did everyone expect that they would get a divorce.
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
Eight years ago, Eleanor was a pampered and arrogant young heiress, while Andreas was just a nameless talent from a humble background. Although she had taken him in, she never treated him with any warmth. Their fates flipped, and now Andreas was a business titan feared by all, while Eleanor wallowed in shame and despair after her fall from grace. Upon their reunion, he pinned her with a venomous glare and declared, "It was my hatred for you that drove me into becoming what I am today."